Nathan stood silent for a while, snuggling her small body, and chuckled a bit, watching her lose her composure all of a sudden like a tiny angry kitten. Softly caressing her head to calm down, he released his tight grip around his waist and pulled her a few inches away from him. She was still grieving aloud, clenching her fist with tears and not messing up her flushed face.
"Can you please calm down a little--"
"How can I calm myself?" Interrupting him instantly, she threw her small persistent punches again on his forearm, expressing her helpless inner turmoil. "Why do you keep messing with me? Why did you jump in front of me? Why didn't you think once about me before sacrificing yourself? I want to smack your stupid head--"
"Owww! It hurts." Tenderly, he tried to resist her fist attack
